The Pavilion Master said slowly, "The first point, I'm sure it's not difficult for you to understand, right? This Pavilion compiles martial arts books from all over the world. If you have a new one, it will naturally be included."
Hua Wanchi was already sitting aside at this moment. He picked up the fruit and started eating it without any hesitation. "Yeah, that makes sense."
After eating, she frowned because of the sour taste.
Seeing her expression, the Pavilion Master laughed out loud, "The second rule is, you must never pass it on to anyone else... Haha, how should I put it, young man, you should understand most of it. Of course, there are some hidden secrets that you don't know."
Hua Wanchi: "I'd like to hear the details."
"Ha," the Pavilion Master paused for a moment, his complacent expression as if he were thinking, "You have to understand that the current Jianghu is incredibly complex. A single variable could ripple through the entire situation, completely detonating the entire situation."
Hua Wanchi complained: "Your words are so vague that I don't quite understand them. It's no different from not explaining anything at all."
The Pavilion Master said seriously, "Of course."
"So what's the difference?"
The Pavilion Master showed his white teeth between his lips: "At least the young man knows that the current world of martial arts is very complicated."
"Your transaction with Mingyuan Pavilion cannot be exposed to others. Of course, Mingyuan Pavilion also needs credibility. If others knew that we were privately transacting with money, oh, young man, do you know how much of a loss of credibility this would cause us? Without credibility, how can we still do business?"
Hua Wanchi: "So what business do you do?"
The Pavilion Master drank tea and said, "If I told you everything, wouldn't I lose face?"
"And the fifth?"
The fourth point was easy to understand, so Hua Wanchi skipped it directly. What puzzled her the most was the fifth point.
Hua Wanchi looked at him and said, "I see you guys are living like gods every day, and it doesn't seem like you're about to face any disaster. What's your intention in asking me to make such a promise?"
The Pavilion Master's expression gradually relaxed. When he raised his eyes, his gaze became much more serious than before, and his tone also lost its cynicism and became much more serious.
"Young man, do you know why those lost secret manuals were lost?"
Hua Wanchi: "Isn't it said that the martial arts itself has flaws, resulting in a lack of successors?"
The Pavilion Master smiled and said, "It's true that there's no one to carry on the tradition. The martial arts themselves do have flaws, but the reason behind it isn't that simple. Think about why martial arts are lost, and why there's no one to carry on the tradition."
Hua Wanchi thought for a moment and said, "Either no one teaches... or no one learns. Apart from these two points, I can't think of any other reasons."
"Young man, you're quite right," the Pavilion Master said with a rather meaningful smile. "No one teaches... guess why no one teaches. Naturally, it's because all those who could teach martial arts are dead."
Hua Wanchi looked surprised: "Destroy the whole family?"
The Pavilion Master looked up and said, "Yes, if the sect is wiped out, how can we pass on the unique skills?"
"Then how did you collect these martial arts? Since you preserved the martial arts, why did you let them be lost?"
The Pavilion Master smiled slowly, "There's no point in continuing a destroyed sect. There are so many martial arts in the world, why bother practicing those that are destined to disappear?"
"Do you only include lost martial arts?"
The Pavilion Master's gaze gradually darkened. "That's not entirely true. Once martial arts enter our Pavilion, this sect will be doomed."
Hua Wanchi asked: "What does this have to do with your own crisis?"
The Pavilion Master had a strange look in his eyes. He looked at Hua Wanchi deeply, sighed, and shook his head.
"Young man, you really don't understand this world at all."
Hua Wanchi raised an eyebrow: "Why, is there any force targeting you?"
There was a strong desire for knowledge and excitement on her face. The Pavilion Master paused, then looked a little unhappy.
"Why do I feel like you really want to see us in trouble?"
Hua Wanchi smiled unceremoniously.
"Don't worry, I will do my best when you are in danger."
After hearing this much news, Hua Wanchi felt that he had learned most of what he wanted to know.
She waved her hand and took back half of the gold and wood she had brought.
Looking at the Pavilion Master's expression of heartache as he covered his chest, Hua Wanchi chuckled.
"You only told me half, so of course I'll only give you half, Pavilion Master. This is a fair trade."
The Pavilion Master was so distressed that so much money just flew away right in front of him.
If I had known this earlier, I would have lied to her a little more. This girl knows nothing anyway.
After going down the mountain, Hua Wanchi went to the Spider Silk Pavilion again. According to the information she had received these days, the Spider Silk Pavilion was the largest intelligence agency here.
The Spider Silk Pavilion has a branch in every place, and its intelligence network is very dense.
The people in the Spider Silk Pavilion are the most low-key and secretive. They may be someone's wife, a vendor in the vegetable market, or a butcher selling meat.
No matter where they are, you never know what identity the Spider Silk Pavilion will hide in the crowd.
The branch of Spider Silk Pavilion in the small town at the foot of Mingyuan Pavilion is a pharmacy. It looks very old and seems to have existed here for many years.
As I stepped over the peeling paint threshold, a bitter medicinal smell hit me in the face. From top to bottom, it seemed as if every brick and every fiber of wood was marinated with the medicinal smell.
The shopkeeper behind the counter greeted the customers with a smile when he saw them coming in.
"Sir, would you like to get some medicine or draw some silk?"
Hua Wanchi: "How much is the price for spinning silk?"
This word, combined with the name of the Spider Silk Pavilion, is obviously a code name for the intelligence business.
The shopkeeper counted on his abacus and said with a smile, "It all depends on what prey you are looking for. You look unfamiliar, so you must be a new customer. Please follow me."
After saying that, he left the counter and took Hua Wanchi upstairs. On the second floor, there was a hall with many entrances on the side.
The shopkeeper creaked open a door, revealing a room filled with cabinets. At the end was a window, through which one could see the backyard.
The backyard was filled with cooing sounds and fat pigeons were jumping up and down.
There is also a platform in front of the window with many marks on it, which looks like it was corroded by bird droppings.
There are still some broken rice grains on the edge of the platform.
I guess pigeons were used a lot to deliver messages.
The shopkeeper showed Hua Wanchi the cabinet, and saw that one place was labeled "Power", one place was labeled "Humanity", one place was labeled "Current Affairs", one place was labeled "Old Friends", and one place was labeled "Treasure Traces".
"Young man, what news do you want to know?"
After saying that, the shopkeeper laughed and reminded:
"We will estimate the price based on your question. If you can afford it, you can get the answer you want. If you want to find out more, the price will be different."
Hua Wanchi pondered for a moment and asked, "I want to know the details of Bamian Teahouse."
The shopkeeper didn't seem surprised. He estimated for a moment as usual and then quoted the price with a smile.
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